When I opened the door, I locked eyes with my younger brother just when he was about to check on what was happening too, for a split second I saw fear in his bulging eye. My mother and my father was arguing in the corridor, they didn't seem to notice our arrival, suddenly they started shrieking at each other. My father grabbed everything his raging eyes saw and smashed it to the ground with his brawny arms, China glass, remote control and hand-phones shattered on the ground. After that my father yelled, “I am going to kill you!”, the words came thundering like a wild storm. He then advanced towards my mother, hands balled into fists, and shaking violently with anger. My older brother rushed towards them from nowhere, he placed his palm on top my father's trembling chest, while angling his tall body in front of my mother's now quivering …show more content…
I was terrified and shaken, I remember wanting to go to sleep and when I woke up the nightmare would have gone away. When I entered my bedroom, I found my younger brother in tears by the corner of the room with his head on his knees. My heart was like the broken China glass, in pieces, on the floor. I never felt so powerless in my life, I felt worthless. I touched his damp cheek, wiped his tears away and comforted him, I promised to myself that I would not let anyone or anything hurt my soft-hearted little brother